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"As yet," pursued the stranger, "Sir Montacute had placed no limit to his son's expenditure. She did not see the metal pole swing toward the back of her skull, nor did she feel her own blood spoiling her light hair after the dull crack of metal broke her flesh. But whither The Tigress was bound or who the owner was lay beyond the reach of Ah Cum's deductions. Michelle moaned and Lucy, unable to help herself, stroked her hair.
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